Sipping delicately on his glass of beer, Ishiah makes his way over to where Castiel stands, transfixed by the birds. The chirps and tweets aren't completely in tune, but Ishiah knows that the birds are easily excited when they're aware of someone listening to them sing, some of them even puffing their feathers out in pride. Birds are able to delight in the small things, Ishiah knows. It's one of the reasons why he appreciates them so well.
"I hope that my present was appropriate," he remarks with a small smile, raising his glass in greeting. "It doesn't quite begin to express my thanks for being invited to the ceremony and reception."
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"I hope that my present was appropriate," he remarks with a small smile, raising his glass in greeting. "It doesn't quite begin to express my thanks for being invited to the ceremony and reception."